"I don't need a babysitter". Complained Damian.
"What he said". Jane complained too.
"It's not that bad". Dick said enthusiastically. "Besides, this is a good way for you to be familiar with each other".
Jane groaned while Damian muttered "abn ahmaq". *son of an idiot
"And Tim will watch over you". Dick continued.
"Ye-wait-why me?!". Tim said, scared at the thought of babysitting those two.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Dick?". Jason asked. "They'll murder each other and they will murder Tim".
"Relax, Jason. Tim's gonna be okay". He turned to Tim. "Right, Timmy?".
Tim gulped. "Y-yes".
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1 week. 7 days of Jane's stay plus Damian's infuriating presence was causing Tim to go nuts. Sure, he can deal with a hood and a demon, but he couldn't deal with them all at once. 'I'm going to end in Arkham for this'. He thought.
"This sucks". Jane remarked.
"For once I'm agreeing with you, McRed". Said Damian.
Jane got an idea. "Hey, Damian". She whispered tapping his shoulder.
"What?!". He said with an irritated tone.
"Shhhhhhh! Be quiet". She hushed.
"Why are we whispering".
"Wanna do something fun?".
"No".
"Damian Al Ghul Wayne, we are going to have fun wether you like it or not!".
"I am an assassin. I do not do childish things such as fun".
"Me too. Look, do you want to sneak out of Tim's room to do something worth our time". Her eyes moved to Tim, his head leaning on the headboard of the bed typing away on his computer. Then she moved to Damian. "Or watch Drake drool over encryption codes?".
Damian thought for a moment. Option #1 is spending the day with Clone girl. Option #2 is stay here and watch Drake fall in love with his electronics.
There is no other way around. He sacrificed himself for option #1.
"I would rather g-go with you than stay here with Drake". It was hard for him say that.
"Good. Listen closely". She whispered him the plan. He nodded. "Ready?".
"Of course".
They quietly opened the window. Tim's focus was on his laptop at the moment. Jane closed the window behind her. They made their way down.
Their feet landed on the soft grass. "Do you have trackers planted on you?". Asked Jane.
Damian searched himself for trackers. Jane did the same.
"Nothing". He replied. "You?".
"No". She answered.
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"Hey, Little Hoodie."
FanfictionJason Todd never expected that a little ball of sunshine will enter his life and brings color to his black and white world. Yep. Totally unexpected indeed.
